The internal gasy, gastrointestinal buildup, throughout the day on Sunday, of a wet, steamy
shit inevitably to be dumped at
the office on Monday morning. Sunday Crock Potting typically gestates a massive excrement as a result of a weekend of partying and
poor dietary choices.
What the
hell happened in that
bathroom? Looks like there was swamp buggy race in the toilet and the smell is enough to make me retch.
George had a long weekend. He warned me he had been Sunday Crock Potting and I might not want to go in there.